This cyber planet inhabited by scholars is quite vast.
Comparable to a massive sun from the previous life, capable of housing billions.
Yet, it is pitifully small in the magical era of the star system.
At this mont, God has not built a new Heaven but resides on the moon.
Before him arrives a new guest.
Ding ding ding.
Outside the palace, they shook the Bell of God.
After a short while, the door opened automatically.
The group entered, stepping into God’s floral garden, walking towards the back.
Ying Qing and Xu Changsheng’s trusted aides followed closely, curiously scanning their surroundings, filled with excitent and exhilaration!
God...
This is God’s abode.
God has already beco the oldest myth and legend.
"In prehistoric tis, I visited God’s Heaven, the layout here is quite similar."
"But back then, ringing the bell would have little angels open the door to welco us."
Xu Changsheng reminisced about the past, recalling so of his experiences as Nachi in that era.
After all, the protagonist of the Longevity stream is like this.
By recalling what he did in prehistoric tis, planting a tree, discussing with ancient gods, becoming a saint without realizing it, he unintentionally showed off.
And with his passive abilities triggered, the eyes of his fervent followers looked at Xu Changsheng with even more admiration.
"Is God residing here alone? Clearly, he could awaken so fairies to serve him." Ying Qing surveyed the surroundings, eyes full of curiosity.
Xu Changsheng shook his head, speculated:
"Perhaps God feels it’s unnecessary, he might soon bring his subordinates from the first Divine Era’s Heaven here."
At this point, Xu Changsheng paused:
"By the way! There’s the Heaven’s subordinate over there, and that Cyan Lamp Welfare Lottery Transmigrator nad Peter, who is conducting research with little angel Cupid there."
"That old man?"
Ying Qing, having seen that piece of history, flashed a trace of surprise, "I rember him, in that myth, he made significant contributions to population reproduction."
When the two strands of history at the end of ti overlap, a wondrous feeling enveloped everyone present.
Indeed.
The reason Longevity God sent Peter to transmigrate is now clear.
It was to swiftly push forward that side’s primitive history and accelerate the pace of history.
Beside him, Angel Emperor Insect Thirteen revealed a complex expression:
"Perhaps, after so ti, Longevity God will also use his Longevity Tree to bring over the subordinates from that side."
Amber Swallowtail Butterfly, a few siblings from the Butterfly Race, and his wife the Angel Queen.
At that ti, the couple will reunite across the ends of the world.
Thinking of this, Insect Thirteen showed a hint of anticipation.
He easily relinquished his Divine Object, Deep Love is not Long-lived, handing it over to Ying Qing.
Not rely acknowledging this person’s belief but also wanting to retire, not wanting to compete further.
Originally transmigrating to this unfamiliar future, he didn’t have much sense of belonging, nor did he plan to compete for anything.
Beside him, Xu Changsheng noticed Insect Thirteen’s expression, slightly shook his head, "Love truly makes people decadent."
God of Water and Fire, that couple started slacking long ago.
Now, Insect Thirteen also thinks about reuniting with his wife and slacking off.
Even back then, Xiangtuo Mo chose death, losing the will to live after the footless bird’s passing, although he could have easily continued living.
"I’m still better."
Xu Changsheng secretly glanced at Ying Qing:
"He now has a monkey-faced, hawk-eyed monkey wife, a female ape, and a daughter, probably soon losing his morale, likely not surpassing in the future."
While Xu Changsheng silently enjoyed his ntal victory, he forgot they didn’t retire for love’s sake.
Most would gradually retire with history.
Quickly, traversing the garden, they arrived at God’s residence.
"Sit."
Under the golden, sacred light, they saw God seated on the throne, surrounded by majestic ancient halos.
The group sat down and expressed their purpose.
Then projected a scene of the Immortal Path continent, narrating the current explosive growth of Immortal civilization.
"Although Chaos continues to expand, we’ve driven it into a place of origin."
"In today’s Immortal era, new Immortal laws and treasures have erged."
God watched their achievent presentation, pondered for a while, then slowly spoke:
"Naturally, I will help you; we crafted this ultimate world to face the fated Twilight of the Gods."
Once Twilight of the Gods arrives, no one can escape, not even God.
"So, of course, I will help you."
God spoke, "But are you sure you can truly open the trial and charge forward to the eleventh trial?"
Twelve trials, the world will be completely whole.
But the ultimate twelfth trial requires final tempering in Chaos to reopen heaven and earth, stepping into the next era.
Currently, the catastrophe of Chaos keeps expanding, not the right ti yet.
The eleventh trial, the world is flawed.
It’s currently where the magic pantheon pauses, although lacking the final refinent.
In a certain sense, imperfection is perfection.
"We have a fairly high chance."
Xu Changsheng’s character is steady, won’t boast, "The gods back then were rely Sixth Tier, yet they completed the eleventh trial."
"But we, also Sixth Tier, are stronger than their contemporaries, even hundreds of tis stronger."
"To put it bluntly, a newborn child here wielding a magical treasure could spar a couple of rounds with those Sixth Tier gods from back then."
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